All the madness in the mirror   The tremblin' and the tears   It takes a long time comin' out   It's comin' out of here      I've been wandering your London town   And it's wearin' out my shoes   It's a long road comin' down   Comin' down with the blues      But when you hold me and really make love to me   I know that love is true forgiveness   Time on my mind is time spent with you   But it's time that I can't find   With the Notting Hill blues      Lovers pass me on the gate   Like distant cousins, removed   Holding hands and it seems like an act of fate   And I'm almost moved      But love has left me standing still   With no directions and no clues   No speech to let my feelings loose   A celebration of the blues      Hold me and really make love to me   And I know that love is true forgiveness   Out on the road I was down with the crew   Now I'm all alone, on the run   With the Notting Hill blues      And it's a lonely, lonely, lonely time   Sadness preys upon my mind   But a telephone and a bottle of booze   But who do you call when your tongue tied up all night      Hold me and really make love to me   And I know your love is true   Time on my mind is time spent with you   But you don't find time   With the Notting Hill blues   With the Notting Hill blues   Notting Hill blues, Notting Hill blues, Notting Hill blues